Between Daylight and Dark Lyrics

Snakebit

Gauthier/Carll

The children are crying they never got their supperWhere would you run to in the darkness of the night?Even shadows fear to wanderThey gather round me in the candlelight

Your crucifix lies broken bloody sharp and shatteredI smashed it to pieces on the bedroom floorPain and prayers and promises scatteredThen I pulled the pistol from the dresser drawer

Oh Lord Oh Lord, Oh Lord What Have I DoneEverything worth holding slips through my fingersNow my hands wrapped around the handle of a gun

The further I fall the less I falterForsaken forgotten without loveA slow motion whisper turns into a hollerForty years of push, turns into shove

Oh Lord Oh Lord,Oh Lord What Have I DoneEverything worth holding slips through my fingersNow my hands wrapped around the handle of a gun

This chair that I sit in I got from my daddyCarved from the hard wood of a bitter treeWhen he was alive he used tell me kidI knew when you were born you’d end up snake bit like me

Oh Lord Oh LordOh Lord, What Have I DoneEverything worth holding slips through my fingersNow my hands wrapped around the handle of a gunI’m holding on to the handle of a gun

Can't Find The Way

Gauthier

This is not my streetThis is not my houseThat is not my bedThis is not my townAnother day another nightAnother night another dayI wanna go homeI can’t find the way

The levee broke the water cameWent all the way up to my roofI crawled up there and criedWhat else could I could do?Another day another nightAnother night another dayI wanna go home I can’t find the way

A boat brought me to I-10I sat there three days, maybe fourThousands stranded on the interstateEvery hour boats brought moreAnother day another nightAnother night another dayWe wanna go home We can’t find the way

With nothing but our dreamsAnd memories of who we’ve beenScattered forth like seedsAt the mercy of the windAnother day another nightAnother night another dayWe wanna go homeWe can’t find the way

Another day another nightAnother night another dayWe wanna go homeWe can’t find the way

Between Daylight and Dark

Eaglesmith/Gauthier

Well the grasses are swaying the suns going downMusic is playing you’re weaving through townPull into the driveway toss it in parkYou stare out of the windshield out into the worldIt was all for the love of a wayward girlWho left you with a second place smile and a broken heart

The streetlights are starting to flicker to lifeThey glow for a minute then they get brightFireflies light up circle and sparkBut there’s nothing really that you can doPut your hands in your pockets and try to get throughThe distance between the daylight and the dark

The front porch flags lie themselves downLike forgotten soldiers and old wedding gownsIn closets unopened and graves without any marksAs the night curtains lower behind the rooftopsShadows dance across the sidewalksRicochet off of the houses like pieces of art

You’re mind is reeling as the sky is changingAll you’re feeling and you’re re-arrangingThe rest of your life like lines on an old sailors chartYou climb back in and fire the ignitionPut your hands on the wheel and head into the distanceThe distance between the daylight and the dark

The Last of the Hobo Kings

Gauthier

Steam Train Maury died last nightHis wife Wanda by his sideCaught the Westbound out of hereHopped the high irons to the by and byThey say he jumped ten thousand trainsRode a million miles for freeHelped out at VA hospitals and penitentiary’sDandy Dave, Rusty Nails and Sweet Lady Sugar CaneDead Eye Kate and the Baloney Kid raise their cups tonight in Steam Train’s nameSenators, congressmen, puppets on a stringAmong the windswept vagabonds Steam Train was the kingThe last of the hobo kings, the last of the hobo kings

Now bums just drink and wander roundTramps dream and wander tooBut a hobo was a pioneer who preferred to work for foodHe knew how his nation’s doingBy the length of a side walk cigarette buttBorn with an aching wanderlustEmbedded in his gutHounded, beaten, laughed at, brokeChased out of every townWith a walking stick scepterAnd a shredded coffee can crownThe last of the hobo king, the last of the hobo kings

The last free men are hoboesSteinbeck said, and he paid cashAnd the stories that he bought from themHelped write the Grapes of WrathBut boxcars have been sealed for yearsAnd trespassers do timeAnd the railroad yards are razor wiredAnd hoboing’s a crimeSo here’s to you Steam Train MauryHold that Westbound tightAs you ride off into historyThe last hobo, the last rideThe last of the hobo king, the last of the hobo kings

Before You Leave

Spence/Gauthier

Tell me that you love me one more timeBefore you leave, before you leaveWrap your arms around me hold me tightBefore you leave, before you leave

Whisper to me softly in my earBefore you leave, before you leaveTell me that you'll miss me when you're not hereBefore you leave, before you leave

When you get to where you're goingWould you call and let me know you're ok?'Cause I'll be thinking 'bout youWon’t you ease my mind and let me know you're safe?

The weathers turning, don't forget your coatBefore you leave, before you leaveListen close, there's something you should knowBefore you leave, before you leave

The darkness that shadowed you was mineIt was never yours at allThe light behind your eyes that used to shineGets brighter as you walk away

Tell me that you love me one more timeBefore you leave, before you leaveWrap your arms around me hold me tightBefore you leave, before you leave

Please

Gauthier

4 nights alone in Amsterdam, and I missed you every oneI wish the trip was over and it’s only just begunI don’t know when I’ll see you again,I can’t think of it, it’s more than I can bearI know I only kissed you once but I hold on my on my lips like a prayerI see me in the window of old Café on the boulevardLooking hunkered down and blown around, I’ve forgotten what I’m out here forI stood alone last night by the streetlight, aching for youThen I watched the snow fall in Berlin from a hotel room on Karl Marx AvenuePlease, I Need Your Love

I dreamed of you in Belfast and I woke up to the echo of your voiceI roamed the streets of Dublin talking to myself ‘bout love and choiceI forgot the dream in Aberdeen and panicked cause it felt like you were goneI called your number in despair and you laughed at me, thank God I was wrongPlease, I Need Your Love

I kissed you once and then I left, hoping that you’d remember meI didn’t even try to stay I was teasing you with the possibilityI set a trap but I fell in and I don’t think I’m finished falling yetWhat I tried to do to you, I did to me I guess I’m working off the debt

Going crazy here without you and it makes no sense at allOn my knees with my arms out, and my back against the wallI miss you everywhere I go with a need that grows stronger town to townIf you don’t want me baby, I hope I’m strong enough to keep on moving roundPlease, I Need Your Love

Same Road

Rose/Gauthier

My silence betrays meLet’s the demons take a holdThe truth always saves meWhen there’s nowhere else to goWhen you flirt with shadowsDarkness snakes under your skinThe only way back homeIs let the light of truth back in

I know you see it in my eyesI know you know where I’ve beenSo it’s hard to understandWhy you’d take me there againI’ll come back to get youBut baby I can’t stayThe same road that brought me to you is gonna carry me away

I’ve come so far to stand hereI’ve earned this solid groundI’ll fight to keep you with meBut I won’t let you take me back downIt scares me to deathTo know what I needI’m brave enough to love youBrave enough to leave

I know you see it in my eyesI know you know where I’ve beenSo it’s hard to understandWhy you’d take me there againI’ll come back to get youBut baby I can’t stayThe same road that brought me to you is gonna carry me awayI know you see it in my eyesI know you know where I’ve beenSo it’s hard to understandWhy you’d take me there againI’ll come back to get youBut baby I can’t stayThe same road that brought me to you is gonna carry me away

I’ll come back to get youBut baby I can’t stayThe same road that brought me to you is gonna carry me away

I Ain't Leaving

Meadows/Gauthier

Broken on the inside, that’s what I used to sayThen I’d pack my bags, raise a white flag and drive awayI thought that’s what made me strongWell, I was young and I was wrong, and

I don’t know when it happened but I turned a corner somewhere on the roadOn this side of those stubborn years, somehow, I ain’t so broken any moreI pushed away what I should’a held, yea, but sorrow taught me well

There’s still a whisper in my earThat I’m trying not to hearHaunted voices from my pastPromises of greener grassSpeaking to me everydayFighting hard to have their way but

I ain’t leaving any moreI’m not walking out that doorNo more running awayI made up my mind to stayWanna find out what it’s likeTo live a different kind of lifeTo hang around and fightFor something I believe inI ain’t leavingThis time I ain’t leavingBroken on the inside that’s what I used to say

Soft Place to Land

Hall/Gauthier

Look at me, on the high wireAs I attempt to balance safety with desireStep right up, get your tickets hereWhat you see should have you trembling with fearWithout a net, here I goLadies and gentlemen I promise you a show

As I’m crashing through the clouds I used to walk onReaching out for unfamiliar hands Falling into the eyes of strangersI wanna smile but I can’tI’m looking for a soft place to land

When you’re up so high it’s hard to knowIf you look foolish waving to the crowd belowIt was plain, to everyone but meOnly a fool forgets the pull of gravityBut for a while, didn’t I fly?Didn’t I shine like a star up in the sky?

Now I’m crashing through the clouds I used to walk on Reaching out for unfamiliar handsFalling into the eyes of strangersI wanna cry but I can’tI’m looking for a soft place to land

As I’m crashing through the clouds I used to walk on Reaching out for unfamiliar handsFalling into the eyes of strangersI wanna cry, but I can’tI’m looking for a soft place to landAnd it’s hard to find a soft place to landAin’t it hard to find a soft place to land

Thanksgiving

Gauthier

We stood in a long line waiting for the doors to be unlockedOut in the cold wind, ‘round the razor wire fenced in cellblocYoung mamas with babies, sisters and other kinds of kin At Tallulah State Prison on Thanksgiving Day, we’re waiting to get in

You gotta get here early, it don’t matter how many miles you droveThey make you wait for hours, jailers always move slowThey run names, check numbers, gravel faced guards they don’t smile Grammy and me in line, silently waiting single file

Thanksgiving at the prison, surrounded by familiesRoad weary pilgrims who show up faithfullySometimes love ain’t easy, sometimes love ain’t free

My grammy looks so old now, her hair is soft and white like the snowHer hands tremble when they frisk her from head to her toesThey make her take her winter coat off then they frisk her againWhen they’re done she wipes their touch off her dress, stands tall and heads in

Thanksgiving at the prison, surrounded by familiesRoad weary pilgrims who show up faithfullyEven though it ain’t easy, even though it ain’t freeSometimes love ain’t easy, I guess love ain’t free